I wish happiness was like breath or warmth or kisses or caresses
because then I'd reach out and share mine with you.
You say that happiness is a language you no longer speak
but I know its hiding in there somewhere
behind your kidney or underneath your spine
Happiness lives in us all if we could just stop searching for it outside ourselves.
Remember to breathe and it will come back to you... or you to it.
My smile has faith in you, soak it up and believe in yourself.
Start with just a little smirk and work your way up to a belly laugh.
Your body remembers even if you don't.
Your heart knows even if your head does not.
Be true to you.